legs was entirely off the ground, of course, and
it really is not possible for Boots to express to me how small them
children looked.
"It's Cobbs! It's Cobbs!" cries Master Harry, and comes running to him,
and catching hold of his hand. Miss Norah comes running to him on
t'other side and catching hold of his t'other hand, and they both jump
for joy.
"I see you a getting out, sir," says Cobbs. "I thought it was you. I
thought I couldn't be mistaken in your height and figure. What's the
object of your journey, sir?--Matrimonial?"
"We are going to be married, Cobbs, at Gretna Green," returned the boy.
"We have run away on purpose. Norah has been in rather low spirits,
Cobbs; but she'll be happy, now we have found you to be our friend."
"Thank you, sir, and thank you, miss," says Cobbs, "for your good
opinion. _Did_ you bring any luggage with you, sir?"
If I will believe Boots when he gives me his word and honour upon it, the
lady had got a parasol, a smelling-bottle, a round and a half of cold
buttered toast, eight peppermint drops, and a hair-brush,--seemingly a
doll's. The gentleman had got about half a dozen yards of string, a
knife, three or four sheets of writing-paper folded up surprising small,
a orange, and a Chaney mug with his name upon it.
"What may be the exact natur of your plans, sir?" says Cobbs.
"To go on," replied the boy,--which the courage of that boy was something
wonderful!--"in the morning, and be married to-morrow."
"Just so, sir," says Cobbs. "Would it meet your views, sir, if I was to
accompany you?"
When Cobbs said this, they both jumped for joy again, and cried out, "Oh,
yes, yes, Cobbs! Yes!"
"Well, sir," says Cobbs. "If you will excuse my having the freedom to
give an opinion, what I should recommend would be this. I'm acquainted
with a pony, sir, which, put in a pheayton that I could borrow, would
take you and Mrs. Harry Walmers, Junior, (myself driving, if you
approved,) to the end of your journey in a very short space of time. I
am not altogether sure, sir, that this pony will be at liberty to-morrow,
but even if you had to wait over to-morrow for him, it might be worth
your while. As to the small account here, sir, in case you was to find
yourself running at all short, that don't signify; because I'm a part
proprietor of this inn, and it could stand over."
Boots assures me that when they clapped their hands, and jumped for joy
again, and called him "Goo
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